Luyện nghe bài hát Fallen Women

She reminds me some of a blue eyed doll a strange there in her eyes
Surprisingly quick with her like a woman who's learned to survive
She empties the and passes the booze in a crude but professional style
And her facial contortions are painfully set in a that resembles a smile
The small crowded bar roars loud its approval of some verbal blow that she's
By telling a trucker the Redball Express to have intercourse with himself
In my mind I can see her room the place where the woman
The rollers and the and the old panty hose
And the ceiling that leaks like a
And there's pictures of Merle and Johnny and June and Kennedy there with a
And a letter from that she's read ten times and an old blue traveling bag
You know man she loves ah he's puttin' her on
But no queen could him more
And in her mind their will sail to a hundred exotic shores
Lord get no pity from me no she's tough and she wouldn't care
But life is made up of wishes and dreams and she's had than her share
As I sit here and and look for a song I think I just found me one
There's a difference in a fallen woman and one who is still on